I noticed an interesting contrast tonight that made me feel proud to be an American. I stayed around home tonight, I just wanted some quite time. I watched movies, ate popcorn. Anyway, I heard the fireworks shows going off down over Elliott Bay and at the same time, I was watching Queer as Folk, two of the characters were fucking. Outside, possibly up on the roof there were a bunch of frat boys whooping it up and screaming, breaking into spontaneous choruses of “Happy Birthday”.